Mum's shiney new car arrived, and then she wanted a nice driveway instead of the tired looking, cracked and uneven concrete monstrocity. (The photograph doesn't really show how bad it was).
So in a wet weekend before Easter, Steve started work on smashing up the old driveway, and preparing the new one. While the rain was beating down, I saw lightening out of the corner of my eye. It was only later that the "lightening" was revealed as flash photography from inside the house!
Steve is a dab hand with a sledge hammer, and wrecking bar.
I couldn't keep up with Steve, and (as Jim across the road will testify), I was often sitting back, watching Steve do much of the hard labour. Don't get me wrong, I had a good go with the tools of destruction too. If you don't believe me, have a look at he movie. Swinging a sledge hammer is great fun, but damned knackering for a desk jockey like myself. Give me a keyboard any day!